Angels on Earth
I Am Alone
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ANGELS ON EARTH
What do the angels chance to see
as they watch over you and me?
Happiness, sorrow, joy and tears;
bravery, hope and many fears.
They see the rivers and valleys deep,
and watch as clouds o'er the mountains weep.
They see us laugh, and frown, and cry -
in joy we are born, and in sadness die.
And in between we grow and learn -
our years will wind, and twist and turn.
We love, and try our life to live
to be forgiven, and forgive.
They watch us grow and learn to love,
while keeping us from harm, above.
May my angel help me reach out my hand
to help someone who has fallen, to stand.
I ask for a quiet heart and mind;
help me be understanding and kind.
Grant me a peaceful mind and heart;
help me this peace to others impart.
© Joyce P. Hale
I leave you Love, when I shall die,
when I pass on, I pray don't cry.
I wish you no pain, no grief, no tears;
I'm done with pettiness and fears.
Remember that I loved you true;
I cherished friends, both old and new;
I idolized a sunny day,
and idle pathways made me stray.
My housework I'd procrastinate
to sit and let my soul awake,
to let my wandering mind repose
on trees and sky, and verse and prose.
I leave you joy and memory
of everything you meant to me;
but more than this, all things above,
Forevermore, I leave you Love.
© Joyce P. Hale
I am alone. I am one soul.
I am one person, being, whole.
If I reach down to what is truth...
I am alone, apart, aloof.
No one else can bear my fears;
no one else can cry my tears.
Nor can someone dream my dream,
or understand what my moods all mean.
"No man is an island," a poet penned.
On a wider view, this I comprehend;
but getting down to the heart of it all,
we are on our own, to stand or fall.
Nothing in life is ever sure.
Can you guarantee me love will endure?
Will you promise me that trust won't die?
That friends won't leave me by and by?
No, I am alone, deep down inside,
even though with those I love, I abide;
because there's a spot no one can see,
or touch or feel, in the soul of me.
© Joyce Petrosky-Hale
Do you believe in angels? Well, let me tell you now -
I do!! I know there are angels, and let me tell you how....
I've felt them lift me on their wings when danger threatened me -
they've gathered me within their glow, when Love I could not see.
At times they were my only haven in a world so dark and drear....
they walked beside me when my heart was full of dread and fear.
So Yes, I know there are angels. I know their faces fair.....
our Lord has sent them down to us - they keep us in their care
© Joyce P. Hale.
Sometime when I'm weak, sometime when I cry,
sometime when I'm lonely, sometime when I die -
the rain is my tears from a heaven that weeps,
it fills up the void of my desolate deep.
Go away - go away, the world and its living,
let me be by myself - alone, unforgiving.
I'm grey and I'm empty, I'm ugly and sere.
I can't see or feel, I can't touch, I can't hear.
But I cry and I hurt - so how can it be
that I sit here with nothing inside of me?
But I lie - something's there. I'm just running away.
There's pain and heartbreak, and I'm cold and grey.
Go away - leave me be. Let me heal on my own.
I'll come back when I'm done. Let me cry all alone.
© Joyce P. Hale
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